Chapter 1358
looking at Zhao Xing and the captured prisoners below,
a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.
He did not know how to speak.
But Zhao Xing walked up first.
He spoke respectfully:
"Greetings, my lord. This subordinate, under His Majesty's orders, is stationed at Black Wind Stronghold.
I ask that you provide us with some supplies!"
"Easy, easy. This batch of grain is enough for three months.
However, you really have caused trouble with this Black Wind Stronghold. His Majesty is on a personal expedition.
You actually forced the opponent to flee the stronghold; that is simply daring.
But fortunately, you encountered the Great Zhou troops. If it had been any other army, I fear you wouldn't even have had a hope of survival!"
The voice carried a hint of sighing.
It made Zhao Xing understand that this was praise for him.
However, he did not dare to claim credit.
He could only smile sheepishly and remain silent.
Following that, he directed the army to continue gathering the wealth in the stronghold, preparing to withdraw.
On the other side, the Black Wind Stronghold Master
was now kneeling on the ground.
He understood in his heart that he was finished this time.
With Liu Zheng on a personal expedition, he certainly would not have a good ending.
And just as he sighed in his heart,
a foot kicked his head.
Then, Zhao Xing walked in and threw him to the side.
"Tie him up!"
A calm voice rang out.
Afterward, the Black Wind Stronghold Master was escorted to Liu Zheng's camp.
At this time, Liu Zheng was still sitting upright on the dragon throne.
Beside him stood the Yellow-Robed Star Lord.
At this moment, he looked coldly at the Black Wind Stronghold Master.
"Han Emperor, you go too far.
We only plundered tens of thousands of commoners, and you want to destroy our stronghold.
Today, if you hadn't pressed us so hard, how would we have ended up like this?
If you want revenge,
then just come.
My Black Wind Stronghold will resist to the death!"
The Black Wind Stronghold Master roared.
Just after his words fell,
the Yellow-Robed Star Lord slammed the table and stood up.
He said coldly:
"You seek death! How dare you insult His Majesty!"
The voice contained infinite murderous intent.
"Hmph, I insulted him, so what? Why don't you hurry up and die!"
The Black Wind Stronghold Master was not afraid at this moment.
The strength of the Great Han exceeded his expectations.
Now, he could only fight for his life.
Immediately after, his figure actually grew larger in an instant.
Above his head, a blood-colored disc appeared in the void.
It emitted a scorching light.
This was the Black Wind Stronghold Master's strongest martial technique.
When the blood light condensed,
a ferocious look appeared on his face.
He reached out with both claws,
grabbing toward Liu Zheng.
A rumbling sound rang out.
His figure was blasted away directly.
But just as he fell to the ground,
that blood-colored disc crashed toward Liu Zheng in an instant.
The speed was extremely fast.
All of this happened too quickly.
It made it difficult for people to dodge.
At this moment, Zhao Xing's expression turned gloomy.
He did not expect that this Black Wind Stronghold Master would dare to attempt to kill him.
Then, he pushed his palm out horizontally.
With one palm, he shattered the blood-colored disc into fragments.
Then, he shouted coldly:
"Execute him for me!"
After the words fell,
"Kill!"
The Great Han generals did not dare to be negligent in the slightest and charged forward directly.
At this moment, the Black Wind Stronghold Master was completely desperate.
He never expected such a result.
The treasure he was so proud of
was so fragile and vulnerable in the eyes of the opponent.
At this moment, he finally knew he was wrong.
However, it was already too late.
The Great Zhou soldiers were extremely fierce and simply not something he could resist.
In a short period of time,
there was no sound left in the Black Wind Stronghold.
And Zhao Xing said respectfully at this moment:
"Your Majesty, this subordinate has failed in his duty.
I am willing to accept punishment!"
Hearing this, Liu Zheng waved his hand and said:
"This matter is not your fault; after all, you have only just pledged your loyalty to me.
I ask myself, I have no complaints about how I treat you all.
As for this Black Wind Stronghold, I leave it to you to handle!"
Having said that, he signaled for everyone in the great hall to withdraw.
Zhao Xing did not dare to hesitate.
He led his subordinate generals and walked out of the great tent.
In this battle, they had killed over three thousand enemy bandits.
The harvest was extremely bountiful. ===== CHAPTER 1360 =====
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